Chapter 144: The Beginning of the Undercurrent (2)
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People who kill people have not changed since ancient times, and I am afraid that in this matter, it is not exempt from vulgarity. With such fierce contradictions and conflicts, fearing that the world was about to be in chaos, Gore looked up at David, as if hoping that it was just a dream.
David snapped his fingers, and a box of cigars dropped on his desk. He was going to give Gore a moment to calm down. A flying wand cuts off the cigar tip, and then flames emerge from the tip of the wand to warm up the cigar. As the aroma filled the air, Gore finally spoke.
"You should talk to the president about this. Gore was in mixed moods.
"Didn't you just say it, I'm not official. He looked amusedly at Gore's dejected appearance.
Knowing that smart people can think through a lot of things quickly, even if they don't know much about the wizarding world. The general incompetence of the official institutions of the wizarding world inevitably leads careerists to take advantage of the chaos in the world, which is the same nature of human beings and has nothing to do with magic.
"I'm here to represent a group of wizards who want to survive the 'transitional period' of the merging of the two worlds, and I need a little help from you. In return, we can cure your daughter's leg ailment. David threw his chips.
"What?" Gore was shocked, and for a moment he felt like he was making a fuss, maybe it was an easy thing for wizards to do.
"Non-magical damage, easy to heal. David put the glass on the table, "If we need to tonight, we can say goodbye to your daughter's wheelchair, isn't that something you've always expected?"
Instead of showing joy, Gore became even more worried, and even his face sank. His instincts told him there must be something in there. Maybe David wasn't lying, but he wasn't telling the truth.
If it's just for those reasons that make people admire when they hear it, why drag his daughter in. There must be some shady dealings in this, but he is only the vice president, although he can participate in and be responsible for all major decisions of the country, and the secretary of state and the assistant for national security affairs are also under his jurisdiction.
But wouldn't it be more convenient to speak directly to the president, unless he or the forces he represents don't want the official powers of the wizarding world to know, or if this is the behesitation of some official high-ranking official in the wizarding government? Gore knew too little, too many possibilities to tell.
So whether to tell the president what happened tonight and let him communicate through normal channels.
"We'll give you a day to think about it, after all, the situation on the British side could collapse at any time. David interrupted Gore's thoughts and got up to say goodbye.
"Okay, I'll think about it. He said quietly.
Get up and walk with David to the door.
"You know, Mr. President. After the murder of the British Prime Minister, the magic departments of various countries have strengthened their guards against their own No-Maj leaders. You are the vice president and are not entitled to this treatment. We, Muggle-born wizards, are unhappy about this. Traditional wizards don't take their deputies too seriously, and deputies also have human rights, so we'll send a guard to protect you. β
Gore tried to straighten his back as much as he could, and replied, "I'm happy with the security measures in place, thank you very muchβ"
"However, we are not satisfied. David interrupted, "In case you get attacked or reveal what we're talking about tonight - your new bodyguard will be there 24/7 to keep you safe, don't worry, you can't see him, and he won't come to disturb you." β
With that, he opened the door, and Gore's reply had to be swallowed. The two guards outside the door gave them an indifferent look, then looked away.
"These wooden stakes won't protect you. He said, putting his arm around one of the guards.
"What are you doing?-quick-" Gore was shocked, no matter what, the secret service must not be made aware of tonight's events.
"It's okay, they're willing, aren't they,?" David gave the guard a resounding slap in the face.
The guard did not react and continued to maintain polite indifference.
"I wish you all the best, President. He walked away quickly.
Gore watched the guards motionless in shock, and he said tentatively, "Bob?"
"What's the matter, sir?" replied the guard.
"Just now-you-he-" As soon as the words came out, Gore didn't know what to say.
"That's our duty, sir. He said, putting his hand to his ear, "Plus, you're on your way in five minutes." Marine 2 arrived 3 minutes later. β
Gore understood, Bob, they must have fallen for some kind of spell. Add to that -- an invisible bodyguard, according to David, and he certainly can't tell the president anything.
Looking at David's back as he drifted away, he smiled bitterly.
On the dance floor, a man and a woman perform a jazz dance. The rapid and dynamic rhythmic dance brings the atmosphere of the real dance floor, and the people around them look at them happily. The woman saw David coming downstairs, hurriedly finished the finishing touches, and said goodbye to her dance partner.
"Can you leave a phone call?" the young man's eyes were blazing, and his words were full of fervent hope.
"Okay. The woman hugged him, her bright red lips pressed to his ear. The man subconsciously hugged him, and suddenly felt a hard thing against his abdomen, and then heard a whisper.
"Forget about it. β
After turning to leave, he left behind a dazed, sluggish man.
"Isn't every disguised Animagus with this fetish. David handed her a glass of champagne and said disgustedly.
"That's mean. She lowered her voice and said, "How's it going?"
"It's okay, I'll add more fire tomorrow, it's not difficult. David said confidently.
"You have to speed up, the situation is not good for us. "You know, it got so unexpected. If it doesn't go as planned, everything we've worked so will be in vain. β
"I understand, but now we have a big advantage. He nodded in agreement, and the woman took his hand, and the two of them strolled out of the venue.
A young man slid backwards towards them, giving the magical vision of walking but retreating.
"David, long time no see. He greeted David with a hippie smile and continued to play with his dance.
"Wow, how did this happen. The woman looked at his feet curiously.
"Concentrate," his smiling expression disappeared the moment he turned back, "what are you doing here?"
"New mission. She couldn't help but look back, "What a clever Muggle. β
"What task?" he was a little impatient.
"Russia is in trouble. After Yanayev's death, a lot of things had to be redeployed. β
As they walked into the garden, the roar of helicopters could be heard in the distance, and several helicopters hurried out of the colorful mansion in the night. David looked up at the sky, his brow furrowed.
"As I said earlier, we should be steady. How many years have you been waitingβ" He took a deep breath and didn't say the rest of the word.
"Since his nephew was transferred out of the Elven Liaison Office, we haven't been able to find a way to infiltrate Gringotts. The operation in Asia was almost exposed, and there was no need to keep fighting for survival. The woman leaned on the edge of the flower bed and looked at David with affection, but her tone was businesslike.
"Then don't do it yet. David shrugged, "History teaches us that the attribution of wealth is determined by violence. General Sherman, the hero of the Civil War, once said, "The only good Indian I've ever seen is a dead man." As long as we win, everything is ours. β
David sneered and picked up the woman's chin.
"However, the Indian tribes scattered in the grasslands and mountains, even if regular troops were dispatched, would not be able to exterminate them one by one, and they would still encounter resistance, and the cost of exterminating the Indians by force alone would be too great. β
"Don't you know Muggle history?" he said, surprised.
"It's just not exhaustive. She smiled, "Besides, we don't know about them, do we? They don't realize our existence, where we have an advantage, we can only say that we have a balance of power." We still haven't gotten a list of Gringotts board members. β
"Rome wasn't built in a day, but it only took one night to destroy it. It's time for us to call the shots in the wizarding world, this is the trend of the times, and they should have nothing to do. Look, Jianjun Liu and Azzi have submitted a plan to the committee," David said, "and we're going to set them up." β
The woman wanted to speak and stopped, but finally restrained her curiosity and pulled her hair in a bun.
"The committee is in a hurry, you get Gore as soon as possible. It's proof of your identity," the woman shoved a small purse embroidered with Mickey Mouse into his pocket, "The Russian Ministry of Magic is in a state of emergency and no foreign wizards are allowed to enter. You have to be careful, if your identity is revealed, you know the consequences. β
"Exposed?" said David, as if hearing a joke, "all people have weaknesses, and this is the only thing my father said that I find useful." Those Aurors, even if they did find me, would be one of us. β
As soon as the words fell, a gorgeous flower exploded in the sky, and the white flower formed a number. There was a commotion to congratulate her birthday at the banquet, and the woman took advantage of this opportunity to 'poof' and the phantom shifted away.